How nice it would be if Qi Zixiao was really her son.

It's a pity that she is not Xiao Baobao's biological mother, she is just a temporary nanny of the Qi family.

Plus, it's just the plaything of that bastard daddy of Snap Baby.

Naturally, Qi Muchen's demonic and handsome face floated into her mind again.

The Qi Muchen who secretly did everything for her in Xiaobaobao's mouth, and Qi Muchen, who desperately humiliated her in the hotel today.

An angel and a devil.

One is arrogant and sullen, the other is violent and ruthless, two completely different images like two villains fighting in her heart.

In the end, she sighed melancholy, folded the quilt for Xiao Baobao, and finally gently hugged his small body and closed her eyes.

A few rays of moonlight poured down from the window, adding a quiet and warm atmosphere to the bedroom.

On the balcony on the seventh floor of another luxury villa a few hundred meters away from the window, Qi Muchen, who was wearing pajamas, was holding a high-powered telescope.

Looking at the little woman sleeping soundly in the bedroom from afar.

Slowly putting down the binoculars in his hand, Big Boss Qi stood on the balcony, his hands clutching the railing tightly, his amber eyes were ambiguous.

Cigar butts fell on the balcony floor. He thought he must not be able to sleep tonight, and his mood was becoming more and more restless.

I wanted to go out in a sports car or go to a bar for a night to vent my emotions.

But in the end, he still stood on the balcony, looking at the big and small ones who had fallen asleep in his house.

His son, who fell from the sky, actually hugged the little thing affectionately, and his posture and expression were like holding Su Xiaoya to fall asleep for many years.

And the little thing looked at Qi Zixiao's gaze, which was so gentle that a faint jealousy rose in his heart.

This woman will be a treasure to anyone, but she is like an enemy who kills her father.

The more the big boss Qi thought about it, the more angry he became, slapped the railing of the balcony fiercely, and turned his head into the bedroom.

Half of the luxury villas in the entire Yuzhang Villa are his family. Because Tu Jing didn't want to be neighbors with messy people, Mr. Qi simply bought all the neighboring houses.

It was usually empty, and no one lived in it, except for servants who came to take care of it regularly.

Because he really didn't want to go back to his home today, he chose a villa to live in.

However......

A trace of annoyance flashed in Qi Muchen's eyes.

He was still not at ease, so he went to get a telescope to peek at the little thing with no conscience.

As a result, people slept soundly like no one.

Mr. Qi walked to the study with a straight face, looked gloomy, picked up his mobile phone after thinking for a long time, and pulled out a few numbers.

The screen showed the words Owen Xiang, but in the end, his finger still didn't press the call Jian.

Owen Xiang is his royal psychiatrist, so the psychiatrist must also know the psychology of women very well.

Mr. Qi's amber eyes were mixed with infinitely complex emotions.

He didn't even realize that he was like a hairy young man who had just fallen in love, and he paid infinite attention to his sweetheart's every move.

And extreme mood swings.

After hesitating for a long time, Mr. Qi's strong self-esteem finally made him not pull out the phone.

Owen Xiang, that kid, if he knew that he was so anxious about a woman, then he wouldn't laugh at him for a few years?

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